The Round-Shouldered Keun-Hye's Figure Poem by Tengre Asasiun Gurun Tengre

Once returned her house, she's been keeping
Her house, never stand up at the supporters.
For last 5 years, exponentially it's growing
The national debts and is weakening the powers.
She planned to reform the nation for the future,
But naïvely trusted that the riven people, she could suture.

It's the hard times, like a thousand years before,
They impeached the Queen and frustrated the reform.
The reactionary-loonies, like the flock of the boar,
For their rights and interests, made the swarm.
So the broadcast were blaming her to be one group,
And they shake the hands with the traitors group.

Long time, it's says that recurrent is the history.
They tried to justify their evil deeds, were begriming
Her, and manipulating the false charges and stories like the mystery,
And her imprisonment, saying the regrets as disguising.
They burned the all of the records for her achievements,
But now a poet finds her again, in the reproachments.

Abdicating, she was confined in desolate the north palace,
But she is trying to confine by herself at the house,
Concealing her by herself from all of the good will or the malice,
Disappearing but stooped old lady's in the house.
She won't to make an excuse or not blame
Her foes, then maybe entrust the history for her claim.

-Tengre